Tazzak popped his head up from the top of the ladder he held onto. The ship was slightly quieter now, but someone was yelling from the engine room. It was one of the voices he heard while hiding. [i]They're down? What now!?[/i] Pulling himself up, Tazzak clambered onto the deck and ran for the engine room. When he slid to a stop outside the door, he spotted the source of the request for help. Some human and his droid. He didn't look local, so Tazzak pulled out his voice synthesiser and clipped it to the edge of his hood so he could speak basic with him.

"-Out of the way-" The monotonous voice synthesiser droned as Tazzak pushed past the human and inspected the read outs on the engine. The previous owner of the ship had made some modifications to the engine by the looks, but it was a shoddy install job, these kinds of things regularly got blockages. All that would be needed was... Tazzak pushed a few buttons and flipped a lever, before rearing and kicking a nearby pipe as hard as he could without hurting himself. Flipping the lever again, there was a satisfying clunk and whirr. Tazzak turned around to the human and pointed to the droid, "-Get your droid to recalibrate the engines. No time to do it by hand. Also try the shields again. There was a power problem that I found. It should only need a reset-." Tazzak's body language was a bit less patient and grounded as the droid-like voice he was speaking in, but he doubted that the human would need any encouragement in this situation.